December 2010
36 posts
hazandlouis asked: puck and Quinn future fic? (: with no Beth? your blog is amazing!
Dec 31st
babythatsus asked: On the strory with Quinn, Finn, Artie, Puck, Sam i don't really care who's with Quinn. i was just hoping for like a one of the boys turns girly story
Dec 31st
babythatsus asked: can you make a story with Finn and Quinn? Thank you for the reunion story! It was great.
Dec 31st
babythatsus asked: I'm sorry I just love your stories a lot! I was wondering if you could do a story with Quinn, Sam, Finn, and Artie?
Dec 31st
babythatsus asked: Thank you for making the story(:
Dec 31st
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reunion.
“Quinn, if we don’t leave now, we’re going to be late.” Sam said, knocking on the bathroom door. Quinn stood inside, staring at herself in the mirror. She pushed a piece of hair behind her ear, knowing that her husband was right. If they didn’t leave now, they would be late – and not fashionably late. She smoothed out her dress before walking out, giving Sam a nervous smile. He smiled widely,...
Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
woodstocks asked: I just wanted to say that I love your writing. I'm wondering, who do you ship in Glee? Because you do a great job of capturing every ship. :)
Dec 29th
babythatsus asked: Sam and Quinn going to the 10 year high school reunion
Dec 29th
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empty.
may be surrounded by a million people I still feel all alone It was almost as amazing as Rachel had dreamed. She had succeeded, she had done it, she had made it to New York and Broadway and currently had three Tonys resting on her awards shelf in her apartment on 5th. She was surrounded by a million people constantly, her agent and managers, her fans, her friends, her cast mates, and it was only...
Dec 28th
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past tense
It was like torture. It was like someone had ripped her heart out, stomped on it, and cut it up, throwing it all back in her face with an expressionless face and a cruel few last words. She stood in the parking lot, trying not to cry or throw up as she felt the slime creep down her face and her back, watching as he walked away with the rest of his team. She stood there until they had all driven...
Dec 27th
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mama.
 “Quinn! Puck! I’m so glad you guys could make it. Everyone’s out back, you can put the gifts on the table right over there.” Shelby said, opening the door and grinning widely at the two teenagers. It was obvious by the tone of her voice that she was a bit frazzled, but Quinn and Puck said nothing, merely smiling and walking in, putting their small gifts on the table. “Maybe we shouldn’t have...
Dec 27th
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happy birthday, baby.
“Beth, sweetie, there’s one more gift.” Beth Corcoran turned around, her light blonde hair swinging as she did. Her sixteenth birthday was almost over, and she thought she had gotten all of her presents. Between a new car, the newest iPod, and a shopping trip, she figured that was all she needed – and all she was going to get. “Here you go.” Her mom, Shelby, said, holding out a worn, brown...
Dec 27th
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patience.
‘Cause I’ve tried to do this right in your own time I’ve been telling with my eyes, my heart’s on fire, Blaine was a patient person. He was always willing to take things slow during a rehearsal to make sure everyone understood the simple steps or the notes they were singing, he could help anyone with a difficult math problem, and he had no problem if the cafeteria was...
Dec 26th
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fallen too far
And I’m crippled by the fear that I’ve fallen too far to love “I’m afraid.” She whispered, sinking against the wall. “What if I can’t do it? She doesn’t deserve wishy-washy. She deserves confident. What if…what if I can’t love her like she deserves?” She shook her head, closing her eyes. “You can do it. I know you can.” He said softly, moving to stand next to her. They were usually...
Dec 26th
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everything's frozen.
There’s a moment in time where everything is frozen, where nothing is moving, and yet everything is, and it’s all out of your control and you can’t stop it and you would do anything to be able to. It’s a moment where everything freezes, and then it goes too slow for you to move and too fast for you to stop. It’s almost as if you’re in a nightmare. Something is holding you back and in your mind you...
Dec 26th
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Dec 23rd
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speak now
“Mail.” Santana said, dropping the pile of letters in front of Quinn on the kitchen table. Quinn raised her eyebrows and began shuffling through the pile, tossing the usual junk mail on the other side of the table, putting the bills next to her, and then – “Santana, what’s this?” She asked, holding up a fancy white envelope. It had lace all over the edges, and had Quinn and Santana’s name written...
Dec 23rd
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Dec 22nd
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Dec 21st
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Anonymous asked: Can you write an Artie/Santana fic?
Dec 20th
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Dec 20th
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Dec 20th
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Dec 18th
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I'm Thankful For You
“Hello, Quinnie.” Her mother’s voice was the first thing she heard when the door was opened, and before she could respond, she was being pulled into a hug that smelled like her mother’s mixture of perfume and alcohol. Hesitantly she wrapped her arms around her mom, giving her a light hug, nothing compared to the bone-crushing grip Judy Fabray had on her daughter. “I’ve missed you, sweetie.” Judy...
Dec 18th
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Dance With Me
“I never would have taken you for one who believes in such superstitions.” Jesse commented, leaning against the bathroom door, knowing his voice would carry through to the woman on the other side. “Jesse, I’m a Broadway star. Of course I believe in superstitions. I refuse to let you see me in my dress!” Rachel replied, staring at herself in the mirror, confident that he could hear her. “We have to...
Dec 18th
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I Walk Alone
 “I can’t.” Quinn whispered, breaking the kiss and pushing Puck’s hand away from the button on her jeans. “I can’t. I’m sorry.” She said, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she looked up at him. “It’s fine.” Puck said quietly, moving off of her and climbing off the bed. “I have to go anyway.” He said, pulling his shirt back on. “I’ll call you later.” He murmured, kissing her forehead. Quinn...
Dec 18th
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You'd Be Home
“You’re so dumb, Brittany! You’re failing almost every class! Why can’t you be more like your sister?!” Brittany twisted her lips nervously, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked down, away from her mother’s scalding gaze. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, not daring to look up. Her mother sighed, throwing the report card onto the kitchen table. “You’re a failure, Brittany.” Her father...
Dec 18th
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Quackers.
Brittany met Santana when they were both ten. It was on the playground during recess. Brittany had just moved to Lima and with her stuffed duck in hand she had bravely gotten through the first half of her first day at school. She walked out onto the playground with her stuffed duck clutched tightly to her chest, and she scanned the area, watching as all the kids ran past her, caught up in their...
Dec 18th
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Anytime
It was kind of hard to be gloomy when everyone around you is so happy, but Quinn couldn’t help but feel a little distant. Sure, she tried to smile and laugh and sing along with the songs, because Christmas had always been one of her favorite times of the year, but there was something missing this year. She knew what it was – or more specifically, who. Quinn missed the one person she hadn’t gotten...
Dec 9th
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Awakened: Those You've Known
“We have seen several amazing performances this week. I’m extremely proud of all of you. I’ve taken the liberty of looking up the musical you all seemed to like so much, and I happened to find a song that I kind of liked. I want you to take a second to look it over.” Mr. Schuester said, passing out sheet music to everyone. “If you’ll come with me, I’ll show you the choreography.” He said with a...
Dec 7th
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Awakened: Whispering
Despite the fact that rehearsal had ended early, Mr. Schuester still wanted everyone to have a solo prepared. Quinn had put the sheet music from Artie on her desk, and the next night, she took another look at it. The name of the musical was printed across the top in neat, block letters. Spring Awakening. Quinn held the music in her hand and took a seat, quickly powering up her computer. With a few...
Dec 7th
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Awakened: Don't Do Sadness/Blue Wind
“Rehearsal dismissed early.” Mr. Schuester murmured after Brittany ran after Santana. It was quiet for a few seconds, and then everyone began mumbling to each other, getting up and getting ready to go. Artie sat in his chair, watching as Mike quickly jumped out of his chair, dashing down to Tina. Tina glanced over at Artie, and he gave her a small shrug and a sad smile. She smiled slightly, before...
Dec 7th
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Awakened: The Dark I Know Well
There is a part I can’t tell about the dark I know well Santana Lopez wasn’t afraid of many things. She wasn’t afraid of catty girls, and she wasn’t afraid of rude boys, and she wasn’t afraid of getting into a fistfight, but Santana was afraid of the dark. It might have seemed childish and silly to anyone who she might have told – not that she would have ever told anyone – but Santana had her...
Dec 7th
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Awakened: My Junk
“Alright, I think we may just have to have another group number prepared just in case.” Mr. Schuester started. “What was wrong with our number, Mr. Schue?” Finn asked, glancing around with confusion. “While it was very energetic, I don’t think that the judges would approve of the language, Finn.” Mr. Schuester replied. “Does anyone have any suggestions?” He didn’t have to turn around to know that...
Dec 3rd